Chapter 160: What We Saw in the Sinking Area
The sinking area was once part of the civilian area, or more precisely, most of it.
There was actually no such thing as "slums" or "sinking areas" in the original Fairhaven, until a disaster occurred, causing most of the civilian area to sink in the earthquake, forming an area separated by a cliff.
That area is what is now called the "Sinking Zone" in Fairhaven.
Mo Cheng had no idea why Fairhaven, the capital of Aundair, the nation of mages, suffered an earthquake disaster, and why the sinking area turned into a hell on earth.
But when the royal family and nobles of Aundair finally had time to deal with the sinking area, this place had already become a hell on earth. It had lost all order and was filled with pure chaos and destruction.
Gangsters, monsters, and even a cult...
When a place becomes an inescapable cage, material resources are decreasing, life and safety are not guaranteed, and there are not even enough people to bury the bodies of people who died in earthquakes.
The word hell has broken away from its simple literal meaning and is completely presented to people.
Plague and disease were rampant, and every rat and wild dog was full of fat, staring at the living with red eyes. The crows' shrill cries were like death prayers, pecking open the abdomens of the rotten and bloated corpses to start a feast of internal organs.
After getting off the elevator, the road ahead is very clear and there are people guarding the forks in the road to ensure that you don't go the wrong way.
Following the crowd, everyone around him was wearing the same mask. In order not to get lost, Mo Cheng had to hold Margaret's hand and move forward.
Then, the two of them walked into a huge market, which was a street of shops like other areas, or many people spread cloth on the ground to set up stalls.
Margaret just casually glanced at the things in the store and whispered in Mo Cheng's ear: "Many of the things here are contraband."
As the head of the law enforcement team, Margaret has sufficient understanding of substances that are not allowed to appear on the market in principle.
Not only that, in addition to prohibited items, commodities that are subject to high taxes are also displayed openly. There is no doubt that the commodities here will never be taxed.
Mo Cheng knew what would appear on the black market. The black market goods in different cities might be different, but the appearance of contraband and high-tax goods was inevitable.
Things on the black market cannot be sold openly.
"I know. Follow me first." Mo Cheng and Margaret continued to move forward, occasionally casting curious eyes on some more bizarre shops, and whispered in a voice that no one else could hear, "Don't use your high-recognition abilities. There are a lot of surveillance devices in this place."
In Mo Cheng's eyes, one can see a large amount of magical aura. In addition to the magic patterns that have functions similar to [Monitoring], there are also a large number of incomprehensible magic pattern arrays.
If he hadn't had a premonition and squinted his eyes to observe, he might have been dizzy by the brightness.
"Where are we going?"
As they moved forward, Margaret discovered that Mo Cheng seemed to have a very clear goal and was very clear about his choice of path.
It doesn't look like it's the first time in the black market.
"Go to the slave market first, then the auction house. If you don't find anything there, go to the last destination . After that, regardless of whether you find anything or not, go back first."
Mo Cheng had gone to the black market several times in the [Foreign Land]. The black markets in each city were quite different. The slave market, auction house and the last place to go were considered to be the must-have items in a large black market.
There were many thoughtful wooden signs in the black market, like road signs pointing people to the right place. Following the guidance of the wooden signs, the two walked into the slave market.
As soon as he approached, an indescribable smell hit him in the face. Combined with the noise around him, Mo Cheng recalled the vegetable market in his hometown.
And the environment here is indeed like that of a vegetable market, with an unpleasant odor, and the ground is covered with rags, unknown liquids, and even some sticky and smelly things.
And in many tall cages, humans, orcs, and even elves and other races are waiting for buyers to choose like poultry to be slaughtered.
The eyes of those people in the cages were dull, and the cloth on their bodies couldn't even completely cover their bodies. When the sellers saw someone approaching, they would pour cold water into the cages, making the slaves inside react a little and look like they were alive.
Mo Cheng clenched Margaret's hand and suddenly exerted force, holding her hand tightly to prevent her from breaking free. "Don't be impulsive. You and I can't take so many people away. Besides, there are people guarding the elevator, so we can't get through."
He could understand Margaret's anger, and he also knew that the head of the law enforcement team was much stronger than him in terms of sense of justice.
But the more this happened, the more he had to calm Margaret down. Those who might need help could not bear the consequences of Margaret and him going on a rampage here.
"This is Fairhaven. How dare they..."
He didn't look back. Even if he did, he couldn't see Margaret's face because of the mask. But the suppressed whisper in his ear was enough for Mo Cheng to feel the other party's anger. "Don't we have any solution?"
"Yes, there are currently two ways."
Mo Cheng replied in a low voice: "First, you and I will kill anyone we see here. If we work together, we can probably kill 40% to 50% of the people before the strong ones arrive. Even if you are caught, it doesn't matter as long as your mother is here. They will have no choice but to let you go. Then come again in a few days. When most of the people here are killed, there will naturally be no black market."
The only daughter of the commander of the Northern Wolf Army, even if the nobles dislike this die-hard supporter of the Queen's faction and have a lot of contempt for Lauren Frost stationed in the North, they will never be stupid enough to let Margaret get into trouble in the black market.
Because the Northern Wolf King really dared to fight back with the Gray Wolf Legion, Martha left her only daughter Margaret in Fairhaven, just to reassure the queen, her best friend and monarch, and to leave her daughter in the capital as a hostage.
She might be responsible to the Queen, but she would never be responsible to those nobles, let alone care about their opinions.
"Ezio, don't tease me here. Tell me the second method."
Margaret calmed down a little, and her hands stopped struggling. Mo Cheng continued to answer in a low voice: "The second way is to remember the faces of everyone here. Then find out the location and evidence of the fugitives, and mobilize the law enforcement team to search for them. Prepare weapons of mass destruction, and then come in to capture them and kill their entire family."
What appeared before his eyes was so horrible that even though Mo Cheng suppressed the urge to take action, every word he said was about killing and killing the whole family.
